It's my birthday

Jenni D here, welcome to today. Welcome to my birthday fundraiser. 🤩

Let me start with a warning that this post is about me.

I have been waiting for today for a long time.

It's my 50th birthday. I wanted to share a big goal I have and a message for those of you that have been following my work since the beginning of H3, or even long enough, to watch me manifest my dreams into reality and into something bigger than me.

And for those of you that are new and haven't seen the process this has been over the past six years, welcome. Please understand that what you see on the Internet of this amazing and beautiful facility saving hundreds of lives on the regular wasn't something that was handed to me, and I cannot properly explain what it has cost.

Four months ago I looked down at this soul that I am resting on, and all I could say is that I am sorry. I am sorry for taking six precious years of your life and giving it away. We both know that it hasn't been in vain though, and when he looks back up at me, I know he understands.

But I made him a promise and it's time to honor it.

It's his turn now, and Dusty's turn, and the human children who didn't have a choice but to live with my crazy dreams.

Eleanor Roosevelt said that the future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.

I don't just believe in dreaming about this beautiful future, I set out to manifest it and then I want to give it them. But at what cost?

Them = the Halfway Huskies and my team. The cost? Me.

Four months ago I asked you to help me finish this thing, to help me Raise the Woof on this project that has pushed me over the edge in my personal life to a point of no return, but has also saved the lives of 1300 huskies while setting it up to save the lives of thousands and thousand more.

I promised Lotus that by the time my 50th birthday hit, I would have a plan to come back to him and today is the day that I act on that promise.

I need your help. I need help to finish this thing, and we are so close, but in the meantime he is getting older and I am losing him and well, we are just running out of time.

I'll repeat that this post is about me, but the dreams, they are all about them. Getting back to me and him means that not only did I believe in the beauty of my dreams, but that the huskies get theirs too.

I apologize for the rambling. I know it doesn't make sense. Call it a midlife crisis, heck, call it whatever you want, just call it, because in the end, it was NEVER about me.

It's my 50th birthday and I want to buy lights for the hospital and heat pumps for the huskies cabins. Can you help me out with a birthday gift? A tax deductible donation that will help me finish this thing so I can get my life back, give him his life back and give life to THOUSANDS of huskies facing euthanasia because that's what this is really about. THEM 👇

You in? I hope so because I need you. We need you! Let's do this. Did I mention it's my birthday?

Please donate today. Your donations will go to pay for the lighting we installed (and don't have the money to pay for yet) for the vet clinic and for the heat pumps we need for the spay and neuter clinic. I cannot express how much I need your help and what this will mean for the halfway huskies and their future.

Thank you for listening (if you have gotten this far 😂)

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